The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Li Shuyuan sneered: "Auntie, don't be stupid. Can you go ashore now?"

The sound fell, and Ampegon, who came in from the living room, knocked on the door and walked in.

He asked Wen Ya: "Xiaoya, Li Shuyuan is a dead girl, didn't the police say she was stimulated and went crazy, why is she here with you?"

Wen Ya explained: "I... I didn't think she was pitiful, and the hospital environment was poor, so I took her over to take care of her for a few days. When she recovers from her injuries, my brother-in-law will send her to a mental hospital."

An Bagen was simple-minded, didn't think much, and said, "Then it's not convenient for me to live here, so I'll come back next time."

Wen Ya was not willing to let him go, she hurriedly said: "It's convenient, why is it inconvenient. This girl's mood has stabilized a lot now, so it's okay to live alone in a room at night."

After saying that, he dragged An Bacon to the master bedroom, and took off An Bacon's clothes after entering the door, "Bacon, I miss you so much..."

Wen Ya knew all of An Bagen's preferences in this regard, but within a few minutes of the offensive, An Bagen turned against the customer.

The two of them didn't even close the door of the bedroom, and Li Shuyuan, who was next door, was disgusted by the commotion inside, but she was inexplicably happy.

She felt that everything was in her plan. Sooner or later, she would make An Xiaoqi notorious and die a terrible death.

……

**
that end.

After An Xiaoqi comforted Mr. An to sleep, he came to the outer room of the ward.

An Bagen, this thoughtless father, hangs out with Wen Ya again, and sooner or later something will happen.

She was a little worried, and called Zhao Xiaowu: "Go and find out who Wen Ya has been in contact with recently, and whether she has colluded with Li Shuyuan."

Speaking of this, Zhao Xiaowu on the other end of the phone quickly said: "Oh, Qibao, I forgot to tell you. The Li Shuyuan you asked me to pay attention to earlier, she was taken out of the hospital by Li Tiezhu this afternoon."

"Where did you go?"

"Moshang Apartment."

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows, wondering: "Moshang Apartment?"

"An Ge bought a new apartment for Wen Ya." Zhao Xiaowu explained, remembering another thing, and added, "That Li Shuyuan and Zuo Qi were both students of Beijing University before, and they have a good relationship. Zuo Qi appeared in the hospital before Just to see Li Shuyuan."

An Xiaoqi thought for a moment, then said: "Pay close attention to their whereabouts, there must be a conspiracy between the two of them in private contact."

"it is good."

……

**
late at night.

After Zhan Xijue got off the plane, he lit a cigarette and began to puff.

An Xiaoqi has blocked all his social media.

He is in an extremely bad mood now, and he is completely in a posture that strangers should not enter.

Jiang Huai didn't dare to approach him, and waited until he finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, then said tremblingly: "Master, the young lady has been staying in the hospital for the past few days to accompany Mr. An, should we go there now, or after dawn... and then? "

Zhan Xijue stubbed out the cigarette butt, his expression was gloomy.

After a long time, he said, "Go back to the old house."

Jiang Huai thought he heard it wrong: "Go back to the old house?"

"Get me two buckets of paint!"

After the boss said this, Jiang Huai probably understood what Zhan Xijue was going to do.

The third master Zhan bullied the young lady, Zhan Xijue wanted to go back to the old house to find the third master to settle the score.

……

**
At the other end, the Zhan family's old house.

At this time, Zhan Jiuxiao hadn't fallen asleep yet.

The later he got into the night, the more he couldn't sleep, and the more he couldn't sleep, the more he had to find something to do.

He has recently become obsessed with building houses.

However, at this time, he asked someone to demolish the house he had built, which was almost capped.

Because he had a whim, instead of building a pointed house, he wanted to build a flat-roofed house.

He wants to build a vegetable garden in the flat-roofed house, and then grow vegetables and fruits.

The entire Dongyuan servants were exhausted by his torment, but they were not the worst.

The worst thing was that Ji Nuan, who had been hanged by Zhan Jiuxiao on the camphor tree since the afternoon, was almost frozen to death, and she didn't even drink her saliva.

The reason why she was hanged was because she stabbed Zhan Jiuxiao unconscious with a silver needle in the afternoon and took him back to Zhan's old house by force.

Zhan Jiuxiao is a grudge, he feels that if he accepts her punishment for this Diao Nu, it will be due to Zhan Jiuxiao's incompetence.

"Third Master..." A woman really couldn't bear it, and while serving Zhan Jiuxiao to eat supper, she pleaded with Ji Nuan, "Third Master, Xiao Nuan is a girl after all, it's freezing cold, don't look back Frozen out of nowhere..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Jiuxiao lost his job: "What's the matter with you? Go down!"

The mother-in-law's companion hurriedly pulled her away, not letting her speak.

Zhan Jiuxiao's interest in eating supper was swept away, and he was in a very bad mood.

He went to the well and fetched a bucket of water, and carried the bucket to the old camphor tree.

Ji Nuan, who was hanging on the tree at this time, was like a salted fish dried by the wind, dead and lifeless.

Zhan Jiuxiao thought she was not panting anymore, so he poured a bucket of water on her body that was not wearing much at all, and then Ji Nuan gave a jolt, and was stimulated soberly.

Like a doormat, she was always submissive to him, "Master, have I made you unhappy again?"

Zhan Jiuxiao hated her dead appearance the most, and told the people beside him: "Put her down for me."

One minute later, when Ji Nuan's feet landed on the ground, it felt like the whole world was unreal.

She was so cold that she was about to freeze, and the cold water that was poured on her body almost formed ice flowers on her body.

Even so, she can still kneel down in front of Zhan Jiuxiao in an orderly manner, without any trembling in her voice:
"Third Lord... you haven't taken your medicine tonight. Doctor Wu said that if you don't take your medicine on time, your condition will come and go again and there is no way to cure it..."

When the sound fell, Zhan Jiuxiao pinched her chin.

Zhan Jiuxiao looked at Ji Nuan's face, which was obviously pretty but not pleasing to the eye, and was furious: "You won't cry, won't you beg for mercy?"

"Master, I can't cry."

In fact, she felt that her blood was going to be completely cold, and the place where the wrist was cut by the rope could be seen. It was obviously very painful, but she just couldn't cry.

"I never cried since I was little."

"Trash, you can't even cry." Saying that, just as Zhan Jiuxiao raised his foot to reach her, Ji Nuan passed out.

She fell headfirst into his crotch, hitting him almost to the point of dying.

Zhan Jiuxiao cursed in a low voice, trying to kick her out, but when he saw the strangle marks on Ji Nuan's wrist, there was no coincidence.

This dog was only six years old when Uncle Zhong picked it up. She has been with him for more than ten years, and he basically watched him grow up.

Even raising a dog has feelings.

What's more, he is still a person who listens to him most of the time.

He picked her up and called the woman who was standing not far away: "Go and put some hot water, this bitch must not freeze to death, bad luck."

"Yes, third master."

A little heavy!
Dogs push things. When they grow up, they are much heavier than when they were young.

**
Ji Nuan has good physical fitness.

After soaking in a hot bath, people are relieved.

After she got dressed and dried her hair, she walked out of the bathroom.

Zhan Jiuxiao was sitting on the sofa in her living room, with her long legs crossed on the coffee table, sitting lazily like a sleeping beast.

Seeing her come out, she dropped the mobile phone that was playing games, "Come here!"

Ji Nuan's room smelled like medicine. She studied Chinese medicine with Uncle Zhong since she was a child, and the incense burner in the room was lit with soothing incense.

She didn't know what this ancestor was going to do again, but she was always afraid of his crazy temper, so she walked over timidly.

"Third Master." She called out respectfully, thought for a while, and said fearlessly, "You...do you want me to help you take medicine?"

Zhan Jiuxiao glanced at her.

Usually, Ji Nuan's hair is tied up, the kind that is so meticulous that not even a strand of hair is allowed to fall out.

At this time, she should have forgotten after taking a bath, her thick long hair hangs down to her waist, and she is always cautious in front of Zhan Jiuxiao, the whole person looks a bit cute, especially her hair is so real It's so good, it's even better than Wen Shuning's.

Zhan Jiuxiao fell into a hair fetish, and he waved to her: "Come closer, I can still eat you?"

Ji Nuan moved a little closer.

"Closer." Zhan Jiuxiao's temper is not very good, or it can be said that several ancestors of the Zhan family are not very good-tempered, "I want to lick your hair."

Ji Nuan: "..."

Ji Nuan didn't dare to disobey him, so she obediently walked in front of him, then knelt on one knee on the ground, and was headed towards him.

However, before Zhan Jiuxiao touched her hair, the guards of Dongyuan came running over in a hurry.

"Third Master, it's not good... the eldest son came to you angrily."

Zhan Xijue, the eldest grandson of Zhan's patriarch, aristocratic family, follows the name of the older generation, and everyone in the old house calls him the eldest son.

Hearing this, Zhan Jiuxiao took his long legs away from the coffee table, sat up straight, and kicked Xia Ji Nuan's calf.

Of course, kicking doesn't hurt.

"Go, bring me the revolver I kept in my collection." After a pause, "I haven't touched a gun for a long time, and someone just happened to send it to my door to be a target for me."

Ji Nuan lowered her head, she will not help the evildoers.

She said: "Third Master, you can't beat the eldest son, I'm afraid you will get hurt."

After the sound fell, Zhan Jiuxiao twisted Ji Nuan's ears, and roared angrily: "Dog, what are you talking about? I can't beat that bastard?"

The man's hands are very strong, and Ji Nuan hurts from being pinched, but even if he can let him pinch him impartially, he doesn't respond positively.

Zhan Jiuxiao felt that she was like a log.

From childhood to adulthood.

She doesn't cry when scolded, doesn't hurt when beaten, doesn't scream when hurt, but she always talks back and gets stubborn.

He felt so boring, let go of her ears, and went to get his gun himself.

However, just as he walked out of Ji Nuan's room, Zhan Xijue arrived.

Zhan Jiuxiao glanced at the paint bucket in his hand, before he had time to taunt him, Zhan Xijue threw it in his face.

Oh~, at the critical moment, Ji Nuan pushed him away and blocked a lot of paint for him.

Even so, except for his face, Zhan Jiuxiao still had a lot of paint splashed on his body, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

Most of the paint on Ji Nuan's body was concentrated on her hair.

Zhan Jiuxiao exploded, raised his hand and pulled Ji Nuan behind him, rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight Zhan Xijue.

As a result, just as the sleeves were rolled up, Zhan Xijue put a gun on his forehead, "Uncle, don't think that you are sick, I can't do anything to you. Believe it or not, I shot you dead .”